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Apocalypse How Mods ([personal profile] apocalypsehowmods) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowcomm 2023-06-16 05:11 pm (UTC)

Zyrian Steel Confrontation - for Elidibus, Yelena, and Cortana

Zyrian Steel Confrontation

This thread is for the characters listed in the subject line, who have been selected via RNG to be the ones to find Zyrian's physical body in the server room.

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(cw: existential horror; dead bodies; snakes; body horror; electric shock; villain actively attempting to induce a mental health crisis; please use headers for additional warnings as needed)

Deep in the fortress of towering server stacks, there is no sunlight, no fresh air, no indication of which direction might lead back to the outside world. Perhaps these intrepid three arrived together, or perhaps they've joined forces after coming across one another in the endless machinery--regardless, here there is only the buzzing lights overheard, the blinking of the machines, and the tangle of wires ready to ensnare the unwary.

Finding Zyrian Steel is less a matter of tracking him down than simply coming across him. There's no particular rhyme or reason to where he's placed himself, no clear path to his resting place, and nothing really special at all about this region of the server room until one suddenly stumbles out into what can only be described as a clearing. And then, plain as day, there he is: unlike the victims unceremoniously buried in wires on the floor, Zyrian will be found lying in state here in the seed of what will become his domain. He lays atop a counter-height bank of servers, cradled in wires that trail from his head, his arms where they cross gently over his chest, seemingly every part of him. There's a beatific smile on his lips and his brow is uncreased, his chest slowly rising and falling with peaceful breaths.

The only things that interrupt the tranquility of his resting place (that is, apart from the screams one can always hear echoing through this place) are the copper snakes that coil all around him. The bare wires of their faceless faces rise to face the intruders and spit out an unmistakable warning in the form of sparks.


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